Unorganized Organization

I'm just realizing how much my outlook on life has changed in the last couple of years. I'm positive now that it's going to take more than a few years in college and the miserable life of a housewife for me to feel that I've lived a fulfilled life. I've developed a plan:
I'm going to go to college for four years and acquire a masters in something or another.
I will then graduate and move to Jost Van Dyke, which is a four mile long British Island.
I'm going to live alone there, bartending on the beach, for fifteen years.
Then, I will decide if I'm grown up enough to come home and actually become a housewife. If not, I'll stay there.